The Wobbly Mug

I poked my nose right over the edge of the smooth wooden coffee table! A giant shiny ceramic mug was sitting right in the center, and its shadow stretched out like a huge black monster along the varnished wood! I lunged forward on my knees, stretched my long arms out, and tapped the side with my yellow palm—tink! The metal spoon resting inside wobbled with a clinking chime, spinning a tiny circle. I leaned in so close my fuzzy chin brushed the smooth ceramic, giving the handle another quick flick just to hear it ring again, tee-hee!